Ghost

A crowd is formed around a grave Mixtures of tears and sobbing echo the quiet graveyard A woman in a red dress is in a dark coffin This woman lost everything She lost her love, children and reason to live People say that her face was never graced with a smile Yet as she lays in her coffin Lips stained with lipstick Her body adorned with pearls and rubies To everyone's surprise Etched on her lips was the ghost of a smile

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